Insulted

Poza publicata in [ General / Unsorted ]

When the husband came home from his job, he found his wife crying. Your mother insulted me, very much. she sobbed. My mother? How could she do that when shes on a vacation on the other side of the world?

I know. But this morning, a letter addressed to you arrived. I opened it, because I was curious. And? At the end of the letter, it was written:

P.S. Dear Catherine, when youve read this letter, dont forget to give it to my son.

Future computing newspaper

Poza publicata in [ Computer ]

Soon available at checkout counters everywhere:

I Like Monkeys

Poza publicata in [ Animal ]

The pet store was selling them for five cents a piece. I thought this was odd since they were normally a couple thousand. I decided not to look a gift horse in the mouth so I bought 200 of them. I like monkeys.

I took my 200 monkeys home. I have a big car. I let one of drive. His name was Sigmund. He was retarded. In fact, none of them were really bright. They kept punching themselves in the genitals. I laughed. They punched me in the genitals. I stopped laughing.

I herded them into my room. They didnt adapt very well to their new environment. They would screech and hurl themselves off the couch at high speeds and slam into the wall. Although humorous at first, the spectacle lost its novelty halfway into its third hour.

Two hours later I found out why all the monkeys were so inexpensive; they all died. No apparent reason. They all just sort of dropped dead. Kinda like when you buy a goldfish and it dies five hours later. Goddamn cheap monkeys.

I didnt know what to do. There were 200 dead monkeys lying all over my room; on the bed, in the dresser, hanging from my bookcase. It looked like I had 200 throw rugs. I tried to flush one down the toilet. It didnt work. It got stuck. Then I had one dead, wet monkey and one hundred ninety-nine dead, dry monkeys.

I tried to pretend that they were just stuffed animals. That worked for awhile, that is until they began to decompose. It started to smell real bad. I had to pee but there was a dead monkey in my toilet and I didnt want to call a plumber. I was embarrassed.

I tried to slow down the decomposition by freezing them. Unfortuantely there was only enough room for two at a time, so I had to change them every 30 seconds. I also had to eat all the food in the freezer so it didnt go bad. I tried to burn them, but little did I know that my bed was flammable. I had to extinguish the fire.

Then I had one dead, wet monkey in my toilet, two dead, frozen monkeys in my freezer, and one hundred ninety-seven dead, charred monkeys in a pile on my bed, The odor wasnt improving.

I became agitated at my inability to dispose of the dead monkeys and I really had to use the bathroom. So I went and severely beat one of the monkeys. I felt better.

I tried throwing them away but the garbage man said the city was not allowed to dispose of charred primates. I told him I had a wet one. He couldnt take it either. I didnt bother asking about the frozen ones.

I finally arrived at a solution. I gave them out as Christmas gifts. My friends didnt quite know what to say. They pretended to like them, but I could tell they were lying. Ingrates. So I punched them in the genitals.

I like monkeys.

How do you open a can of beer?

Poza publicata in [ General / Unsorted ]

How do you open a can of beer?

Thats not the point – it should be open when she gives it to you!

Mailing list users changing light bulbs

Poza publicata in [ Computer ]

Q: How many internet mail list subscribers does it take to change a light bulb?
A: Exactly five hundred.

1 to change the light bulb and to post to the mail list that the light bulb has been changed.

7 to share similar experiences of changing light bulbs and how the light bulb could have been changed differently or to caution about the dangers of changing light bulbs.

17 to point out spelling/grammar errors in posts about changing light bulbs.

21 to flame the spell checkers.

49 to write to the list administrator complaining about the light bulb discussion and its inappropriateness to this mail list.

20 to correct spelling in the spelling/grammar flames.

32 to post that this list is not about light bulbs and to please take this email exchange to alt.lite.bulb.

69 to demand that cross posting to alt.grammar, alt.spelling and alt.punctuation about changing light bulbs be stopped.

41 to defend the posting to this list saying that we all use light bulbs and therefore the posts are relevant to this mail list.

106 to debate which method of changing light bulbs is superior, where to buy the best light bulbs, what brand of light bulbs work best for this technique, and what brands are faulty.

12 to post URLs where one can see examples of different light bulbs.

8 to post that the URLs were posted incorrectly, and to post corrected URLs.

2 to post about links they found from the URLs that are relevant to this list which makes light bulbs relevant to this list.

15 to concatenate all posts to date, then quote them including all headers and footers, and then add pointedly, Me Too.

6 to post to the list that they are unsubscribing because they cannot handle the light bulb controversy.

9 to quote the Me Toos and happily add, Me Three!

3 to suggest that posters request the light bulb FAQ.

1 to propose new alt.change.lite.bulb newsgroup.

24 to say this is just what alt.physic.cold_fusion was meant for, leave it here.

53 votes for alt.lite.bulb.

Knock Knock Whos there? Ray! Ray who? Rayders of

Poza publicata in [ Knock-knock ]

Knock Knock
Whos there?
Ray!
Ray who?
Rayders of the Lost Ark!

Clinton one-liner

Poza publicata in [ Political ]

Chelsea asked her dad, Do all fairy tales begin with once upon a time…? Bill Clinton replied, No. Some begin with After Im elected…

A BBS Commandment

Poza publicata in [ Top Lists ]

20. Thou shalt observe BBS time limits.

Yankee

Poza publicata in [ One Liners ]

Do you know what a Yankee is?

Same as a quickie, except youre by yourself

Un seor va por la

Poza publicata in [ Chistes chistosos ]

Un señor va por la calle y se encuentra con un amigo:

Hombre ¿qué tal estás? Hacía mucho tiempo que no te veía.

El amigo le responde:

Muy bien, me casé, ¿y tú?

Sí, yo también, y tengo dos hijas, Colgate y Profiden.

El amigo se queda impresionado, pero no dice nada. Luego agrega:

Yo tengo una hija y se llama María.

El otro, sorprendido, le responde:

¡Ahhhhh, como las galletas!